i never have money.
even when i have money i feel that i don’t have money.
i do not ever have enough income coming in to put me in a feeling of security.
i want to make more money but i haven’t figured out how to do that yet.
my back is sore and i know that i need new shoes but i am worried about spending two hundred dollars to get them.
my knees and my hips are also sore.
i need some new pants too.
i need physio as well.
i would love to go on a trip.
i don’t care about cars or houses.
i would love to go out for dinners and not worry about my bank account.
i love art.
i love music.
i love real films.
i love baseball. do i?
i love hockey.
i love tennis.
i love football.
i love soccer.
i love running.
i love camping.
i love hiking.
i love fucking. i think?
i can’t remember the last time that i fucked (made love).
i love my wife.
i love my daughter.
i love my brother.
i love my mom.
i love my friends and my family.
i love my dog.
life is continuing to tick away.
more people from my youth are dying.
more family members .
more icons.
more sports personalities.
wars and genocide continue to rage on and most of us (myself included) have become numb to the atrocities.
such sad and weak men running and ruining our world.
if you think trump is the answer to leading our world to a better place then you may need to look in the mirror and ask why?
do you not witness his rambling nonsensical speeches?
do you not hear his racist attacks?
do you not see his inability to be coherent?
do you not see his utter arrogance?
do you not see his lies and his pettiness?
do you really think his brand of bullying, lying, racist remarks, misogyny, and corruption will lead america to a better place?
SUCH A SAD MAN.
SUCH A PATHETIC MAN.
SUCH A WEAK MAN.
i am tired.
notanotherphony. 